Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Sierra Leone and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Monolake,
Byron Stingily,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Metal Thangz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soulsonic Force,
X-102,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Altered Images,
10cc,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crooked Eye,
Radiopuhelimet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sam Rivers,
Kaleidoscope,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
The J.B.'s,
The Seeds,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Womack,
Ponytail,
Fela Kuti,
Rakim,
June of 44,
The Real Kids,
the Bar-Kays,
Parry Music,
The Sonics,
Sun City Girls,
Prince Buster,
Henry Cow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fear,
Simply Red,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unwound,
Hashim,
Circle Jerks,
Blossom Toes,
Erykah Badu,
FM Einheit,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
Sarah Menescal,
Young Marble Giants,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Residents,
cv313,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.